Locked out of Heaven

     What an amazing weekend!  Man, I just cant get over it!  The 20’s dance was so fun, but then again I am one of those hyper-chaotic-arms-flailing-likes-that-bass kind of girls, so I tend to love dances.  Just letting loose and having fun, really not caring is how I like it.  Plus it is always fun to dress up!  I loved themed dances, because you get to be creative and be someone you are usually not like.  Maybe it’s because I never was the type of little girl to dress up as princesses, (I preferred to be a dragon, much cooler in my opinion and they were my favorite animal.) maybe thats the reason I am now enjoying dressing up so much, some sort of need I did not fill as a child, while most other girls did.  Or maybe it’s just because it’s fun.  Either way the dance was a blast.  It was just fun to spend time with friends new and old, get together with all of these people I enjoy so much.  

     One night that started off my weekend was not ideal though.  So this may be a rough analogy, but right now it feels right in my mind. (but that just might be because I am writing this late at night, and am getting slightly exhausted).  So this last Thursday I believe, my good friend and dorm mate Lindsay and our partner in crime Matt and myself were all hanging out, chatting and what not.  Anyways it starts to get really late and we decide to part ways and get some rest, because all of us were in some way, shape, or form starting to fall asleep.  To those of you who wear contacts you’ll know what I’m talking about when they start to hurt and get blurry and you can barely see out of them.  So, blind a bat, I start to get ready for bed.  My actual room mate was asleep and I did not want to wake her up, so I dumped all of my stuff in our room, grabbed everything I needed and left the room quietly.  Right as I was about to close the door, I felt impressed to leave the door slightly open.  But, being tired, and trying to be considerate, I did not listen and shut the door so that I would not wake my roommate up with the hall light.  I get dressed, brushed my teeth, yada yada yada, and I’m ready for bed.  Any who, skipping along to my room, I reach for the handle and it doesn’t open.  I try again and the door won’t open.  I was locked out.  We still are not sure how the door got locked, but all I knew was that I could not get in and my keys, phone and any means to get in were on the other side of the door, out of my reach.  I tried picking the lock with a bobbie pin (which I have never done before and was quite unsuccessful with) and jiggling the handle some more but nothing worked.  Now my roommate is a really heavy sleeper so I was not expecting her to wake when I knocked multiple times, and sure enough, I was left outside the door, only wanting to be in my bed.  With no other option, I grabbed my spare towels from the hall closet and headed for the couch (Now if you live in Heritage, you know these couches are no comfy cloud, they’re slightly stiff and a tad uncomfortable). There I made a makeshift nest with a bathmat as my pillow and a beach towel to cover my body.  Not the most ideal set up but I did not have a lot of other options.  As I laid there, certain lines of songs kept running through my head.  From Panic! at the Disco’s Miss Jackson “Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?” and Bruno Mars’ Locked out of Heaven.  “Cuz you make me feel like, I’ve been locked out of heaven”  Right then and there, my bed sounded a lot like heaven to me.  As I was laying there I kept thinking about how I should have kept the door slightly open, how I should not have closed it.  It made me sorta think of how we should be with our Heavenly Father.  We must always have that door of communication open with Him.  We should never close the door on Him, never shut Him out.  That’s when life gets rough.  When we keep Him in our lives and in our minds, we always have that option to turn to, always have that door open to go into.  I know I often get distracted with the world, get busy with school and callings and what not.  But that is no excuse.  We all need to have that relationship with our Heavenly Father and remember Him frequently.  I know it is an important thing, and I am constantly working in my life to try and make myself better at this concept.  

     I can not believe we have another set of midterms this week.  I love summer term, but man it goes fast!  I think we only had one week free of midterms in between these ones and our last midterms.  It’s stressful but so worth it.  I am having such a blast out here and learning so much!